Understanding
He asks for drink he asks for bread,
Some give love some turn their backs instead,
"Alcoholic" words of stone thrown towards his head,
"Those free from blame cast the first stone" a man once said,
Does it take faith to pass him by or to reach down and offer a hand?
We all get lost from time to time, what more do we need to understand?
Christ Love
In this way I am free.
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